He then told me that he is from Bihar and has a business there. He is bringing his friend from his hometown with him to work there. As he told me such...things his eyes were only on my legs which I could clearly see.The two boys were on their phones playing PubG and asked me to join them. So I agreed. The train stopped at Alipurduar where we got our food for the night. The old man was Rajesh and his friend’s name was Rohit. He was sitting on the two-seater by the aisle and was busy with his. Now she is not living with us and I use to visit her sometime alone sometime with my wife and whenever we time we use to touch each other to get ourself charged. One day I called her and she said that she was thinking about me. I also told her that yesterday when I was having sex with my wife I was feeling that I am fucking her. I got stand up in my pant and she also told me that I am getting wet. I told her I want to make her dry. Then without wasting any time I went to her house. She was. I spit out the sand and each grain turns into a dream before sinking back into the beach. I look towards the forest stretching in one direction, then my eyes turn back to the ocean. I yell at the gulls who won’t quit mocking me. I yell at the sky above and the endless water. I yell into eternity. No one answers. I am thirsty. A walk along the beach until I find a stream. It is a small blue ribbon snaking out from the woods until its essence is swallowed by the sea. It gives up its very. I had watched Yolanda stuff down three quarters of the pizza she had brought up to my room with astonishment because her eighteen year old body must have had great metabolism because she didn’t have a spare ounce of fat anywhere from her black painted toenails to the top of her bleach blonde hair. I knew it was phony from the moment she had dropped her panties and shown me her full black bush all thick and tightly curled in little ringlets waiting for some horizontal exercise.It forced me to.